Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Irene was so furious with Julian that she almost lost her temper. "Is that how you talk to people? We flew for over a dozen hours just to celebrate with you, and this is how you treat us? You ungrateful little wolf cub!"

Nick, on the other hand, felt a pang of guilt. His relationship with Irene had never started on normal terms, and her words struck a chord in him.

Grabbing Irene's hand, he said, "Irene, how about I start courting you all over again? Let's fall in love properly this time."

Irene shot him a sidelong glance, her expression dripping with disdain. "Get lost."

Their banter had long ceased to surprise those around them. Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Denis, who had always been a man of few words, now seemed to speak more-but only to Daria.

Denis paid no attention to what anyone else was discussing. His entire focus was on Daria.

For instance, when everyone was talking about Julian and Aurora, Denis leaned toward Daria, his tone gentle. "That's too spicy. If you eat it, your stomach will hurt."

Daria tugged at his sleeve and pleaded, "Can I just have one bite? Just a tiny piece." She held up her pinky finger for emphasis.

Ever since they were kids, Denis had never been able to resist Daria's pouting. This time was no exception. "Alright... but just one piece."

"You're the best." Daria clung to Denis's arm, snuggling against him affectionately.

From the side, Asher muttered sarcastically, "Ugh, the sour smell of love."

Once upon a time, Asher had Denis as his fellow single comrade. But ever since Denis reunited with Daria, he had fully transitioned from a lone wolf to a devoted lover.

Before Daria came back, Asher would regularly invite Denis out for drinks. Now, every invitation was met with some variation of the same excuse:

No way. Daria doesn't like the smell of

midnight? Impossible. Daria would be scared staying

Maldives tomorrow? Sorry, I'm taking

dishes. We'll celebrate at home. No restaurant can

as if she were a porcelain doll. Of course, Asher understood why. Denis-and Julian as well-had both gone through so much to

only meant one thing: he was now the

it," he grumbled. "That Mona from your company likes you so much. Why don't

come over with Asher, still felt a sense of camaraderie

his eyes. "If it wasn't for Daria, would you accept some

Denis wrapped an arm

a gagging motion. The once-cold and stoic Denis had become utterly childish since

the situation. "Alright, alright. Don't worry about me and

Irene, however, turned serious. "Speaking of which, Julian, how are you planning to deal with Mio? He's always had such a malicious streak. He almost hurt Little Bunny

company as him, there's a chance he might deliberately make trouble for her. People like him are a

dealing with him?" Julian replied calmly. "I've already made arrangements. Let's just say someone will

"Really?"

Julian

villa was bustling with guests that

of the legendary Barnet heir, while others were eager to forge connections with the influential

name. Most of the attendees

had carefully selected a gift and arrived at the villa. On the surface, he was there to offer his congratulations, but in truth, his

far easier to manipulate than men. Opposites attract-it was

girl, had only prepared a birthday cake for the Barnet heir. Clearly, she didn't understand men at all. No man would care about something so trivial. When she presented it, the recipient likely wouldn't even spare it a glance. Women like her had such

prey. He